[Rasheed talking to his kids] 



[Verse 1]



Remember back in the day 

Parents givin us a thrashin 

Diggin in that ass like its some kind of passion 

And now I understand why 

Just watchin my children growin up 

Make a hustler wanna cry 

Cause everything weve been through 

They must experience 

Will they learn the hard way? 

Or come up with common sense 

But what about the baby lyin lonely in the dumpster 

Never given a chance 

Will he be a victim of hunger? 

What have I done? 

Why am I here? 

But little do this baby know 

This happens year 

Little Ray made it pass the pacifier 

Now he a passive liar 

Smoke fire 

A murder for hire 

Little John his gang initiation 

Infiltration 

Findin in the enemy location 

Cut em down 

One round 

Soldier got his stripes 

Comrades hype 

Hopin and dreamin to sterotype 

Undercovers penetrated the G cult 

Caught a youngster 

Trailed him as an adult 

Now he doinlife 

Young flesh turned fool 

This is the world through the eyes of a child 



[Rasheed talking to his kids]



[Verse 2]



Ever wonder why you keep finding Barbie dolls dismantled? 

Cause your husband got his step-daughter watchin the porno channel 

Touchin her in a way 

To 10 years she rather live her life gay 

You call your son stupid 

Then he gone think he stupid 

Put that word in his head 

And his brain will loop it 

Over and over till he find love in this wicked world 

Left home in search of diamonds and pearls 

Heart in a twirl 

Met a girl 

Put his mind in a swirl 

But no one gave a referal to her husband Mr. Earl 

Caught him early in the mornin 

Lookin at this young punk 

Heart couldnt take it 

Suffocated em put him in a trunk 

Wife kept quiet 

World I beg your pardon 

But thats why so many of our babies endin up on milk cartons 

I hold my babies with the grip of a anaconda 

Stare at em closely 

Put the emotions inside my binder 



[Rasheed talking to his kids]



[Verse 3]



I wrote this outta love for the kids of the Earth 

Surfin this tough turf 

For what its worth 

To all the new born 

I give my soul for the Lord to bless 

And to all my homies with infants up in this wickedness 

Birth control 

The worst control miscarriage 

No lullabies 

Unborn babies in disparage 

Let the semen enter the center inside the placenta 

When the child is born 

Watch him grow to anos cescenta 

60 years but I will live to see it 

I made this tape for planet 

If it happen so be it 

Baby Bambinos to Godfathers 

If I lose my faith 

I lose my space 

Never misuse my pistol on my waist 

My little nephew tears in eyes askin me why 

His best friend makin bullets fly 



[Rasheed talking to his kids]